"But—" Lena hadn't finished speaking when the call abruptly ended.

Lina turned to her and asked, "Was that Chris? Did he need something from you?"

Lena smiled and replied, "Oh, no. Wrong number."

She didn't care about any urgent matter Elijah might have, nor did she need that triple overtime pay.

It was the weekend, a statutory holiday, and Lina was having a prenatal check-up. Lena had to be there with her.

Her phone buzzed, and it was a message from Elijah with a location.

When Lena checked, she realized the location was actually the hospital. It surprised her.

Then another message arrived, with a much softer tone: [Lena, please help me out. My daughter is in the hospital, and I've reached out to you as a last resort. If I've offended you before, please forgive me.]

Lena clenched her hands. In her mind, she could faintly see the little princess holding her hand and calling her 'Madam'.

At that moment, a few nurses took Lina for the next examination.

Lena, separated by the door, asked softly, "Lina, Um... I have a friend in this hospital. Can I go say hello?"

"Oh, sure!" Lina said, "I don't need you here for now. Go and come back quickly!"

"Okay!" Lena agreed and headed to the pediatric department, which was conveniently located nearby, just down a flight of stairs and around a corner.

As she entered the corridor, her eyes fell upon Elijah, who appeared agitated with tousled hair and prominent dark circles under his eyes.

The pediatric department boasted a charming and inviting decor, but the sound of intense crying emanating from within was deeply unsettling.

Lena was startled and inquired, "What's happening?"

pulled her into the ward

"Nala!"

saw five nurses trying to console the little princess on the small bed. Despite her tear-stained face, she was stubborn. When Nala threw a tantrum, she looked like a fierce little kitten who was not

the shot!

as he glared at her. "You behave yourself! I'll

thrashed on the bed, knocking over a cup on the

at Elijah and rushed over

that moment, it felt like she

a child, her mother sent her to live with a family in the village. The head of the household was a heavy drinker who gambled a lot. He would shout and swear at her

threatened her just like Elijah did,

Elijah, that man actually grabbed a broom and struck her

shivering involuntarily,

from within her hug, asking, "Madam, are you feeling

up at her with

Lena's face. "Madam, Nala is sending you some strength. Don't shiver, okay?

tingled, and tears welled up. She had to muster all her strength not to lose composure in

Nala. I am not cold anymore." Lena's voice unexpectedly turned gentle, even surprising herself. "Nala, can you tell me why you were

to pierce

that mean you're feeling

pitifully and pointed at

Nala had some bad food, so she has gastroenteritis and a bit of fever, too." A woman who seemed like a

Lena looked at Elijah. "You called me because Nala is afraid of

a couple of times, straightened up, and put his hands in his pockets. He still looked like an elite, but just

Hood from her childhood memories. She stumbled through the tale, making some mistakes, but Nala snuggled close and listened

needle and started her on the drip. The once-chaotic hospital

fell asleep

her down carefully and tucked her in before leaving the room with

tie was crooked, his shirt was unbuttoned, and his suit jacket seemed to have torn—probably the

who had no idea might think he was robbed. Lena smiled

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